what does love look like?
it has the hands to help others.
it has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy.
it has eyes to see misery and want.
it has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men.
that is what love looks like.
as i look back on this summer so far, have i loved in the way that saint augustine describes love? have i been in tune with other peoples feelings enough to see their hurt, their needs, and their sorrows? or have i been too concerned with my own? i have adopted the adage " love God; love Others" but have i accurately but those words into practice? have i reached out? i believe i can answer "yes;" but all i do doesn't seem like enough. i can't love perfectly. i can't alleviate all pain or eradicate all sorrows. sometimes i feel so helpless, like my love isn't good enough
the reality is
my love isn't good enough.
on my own, my heart is wicked; love and compassion are not indigenous to my nature (nor to anyone's for that matter).
instead, i must rely on God's love to fill me so i can pour it out to others.